so small

 

 

fluid blue

and velvet touch

this

skin

so small

I am a faerie

flit and purring

cat soft and quiet

in this intensity of space that intrigues and vibrates

a particle

a cell

an exhalation

breathe in

and

h a h h h h h h h h h

so small you can only imagine my smile

 

 

Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

21 thoughts on “so small

  1. Breathing you in as I read. 🙂

    Sometimes breaking it down to particle level makes the big things seem very small and petty in comparison. The irony there is not lost on me, nor is this poem.

    Deep breaths.

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    1. You are so perceptive, it’s true and I need to remember more often how small EVERYTHING really is…. xxxxx

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  2. At first, I thought what is small. Unexpectedly, a cat. Interesting way to make me guess.

    And thank you for liking my post “Crocodile Mouth”.

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      1. even smaller …..xxxx smaller than a kiss smaller something so small it cannot even be seen… a particle maybe… a particle of something MUCH BIGGER than anything we can imagine. I know it sounds crazy but really it is just a feeling. Lovely to meet you Yoshiko x

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  3. How SWEET this is! Delightful ‘capturing’ of a faerie, dear poet. Methinks you are one 🙂 ~hugs xo Gina

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